Chapter 1309: You Forgot Me? 1
The KPL Autumn Tournament is imminent, and everyone's mind is focused on training.
As for the other children's affections, they are all put aside for the time being.
Chu Xiaoxi still didn't forgive Lu Zuoyu, and the pure attitude towards Lao Bai was still that "brother", and Mr. Shan was still estranged and silent...
And the outside world has set off a wave of entertainment gossip against King:
The central question is - did King come back?
The career stage is a place where updates are fast, "disappearing" for a year, and many newcomers don't know King.
Unexpectedly, a year after King's mysterious departure, he magically returned to the WD team's squad, and as a matter of course, he replaced WD Xixi and continued to serve as the captain?
All kinds of gossip and speculation emerge one after another:
King's Return? Was it a WD tactic or a conspiracy? γ
"The WD team may have a newcomer again, and the name of the king can do whatever he wants!" γ
"Shocked, in order to win, the WD team actually did such a thing! γ
"A Pick-up of the Rumored King: A Top Pro Player with Legends and Glory!" γ
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Among them, there are also a lot of malicious slanders against the WD team. You don't have to guess to know who's doing the trick in the dark.
The outside world is changing, and Lu Zuoyu is deaf.
The autumn tournament is a crucial national event, and Tianyu Group will definitely not let go of this good opportunity to make money, and will definitely suppress the WD team in all aspects, so Lu Zuoyu must maintain a stable mentality and make every effort to meet new challenges.
Time is the maple leaves in the garden that are gradually dyed red, and it is fleeting to the eve of the autumn games.
The first match of the KPL Autumn Tournament was held at the South Metropolis Gymnasiumβββ the defending champion WD team, and the PK rookie runner-up SC team.
"What did the law firm say?" In the idle evening, Li Huaiyu leaned on the balcony of the rooftop and drank coffee.
Lu Zuoyu shook his head: "There are too many people involved, and it will take at least five months." β
All the incriminating evidence collected by Lu Zuoyu on Heiyu Island has been sent to the Nandu Law Firm and the police station.
There are too many people involved in this e-sports financial case, and it is a long road to send Wang Boren and them to prison.
Li Huaiyu's delicate and provocative eyes showed an indifferent look, he took two sips of coffee lightly, and the bitterness spread from his taste buds: "Don't worry, Skynet is magnificent and sparse." That old thing thinks that if he can cover the sky, I will let him die without a place to bury. β
"Autumn Season, you have to win."
"Don't worry."
The sunset at dusk is bright red as blood, spreading the entire southern metropolis.
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September 15, afternoon.
The delicate flag of glory of the king is over the South Metropolis Gymnasium, fluttering in an arc in the wind.
Spectators and fans from all over the world poured into the Nandu Stadium like a tide, and the scene was lively. Esports reporters carry cameras and go around capturing the right shots.
"The mountain army is gathering here."
"The little brain axe fan group to the F mouth."
"Xixi goddess otaku group, gather."
"Whew, I must see the living Mr. Shan today."
Fans spontaneously formed a team, carrying various support signs, and rushed into the South Metropolis Gymnasium.
Jon, a female reporter from "Kyoto E-sports News", found a vacant seat, arranged her hairstyle, and provoked a familiar professional smile at the corner of her mouth: "Audience in front of the TV and in the live broadcast room, this is "Kyoto E-sports News", and I am Jon." Today is the opening ceremony of the KPL Autumn Tournament, and there will be the first PK of the champions and runners-up of the previous competition at 18:00 tonight. β
"Now everyone is most concerned about the new captain of the WD team, King, who is back on the KPL professional stage after a year. Some suspect it's fake news, others are looking forward to King's return, and in any case, we'll see tonight. β